Nettlepaw had returned to camp and saw Crowpaw come in.~Ashstripe shook her head disdainfully at her unpredictable apprentice, then began patting daisy pulp on Hawkclaw's shoulder. "Now tell me," she mewed crossly, "why was it you thought you should sleep in a tree like a CloudClan cat? Id guarantee that Crowpaw sleep on the ground, too..."~
~Hawkclaw just groaned in pain as Ashstripe tried to manipulate his scarred shoulder. "I didn't think that I would be much help if I couldn't see an enemy approaching. We slept alone," he hissed. "Not many Clan cats ever sleep alone, so I had to be on guard."~
~Ashstripe finished patting the simple poultice onto Hawkclaw and sent him off with an irked snarl at his stupidity- a very rare admonishment of hers. "Now don't climb any trees!"
She flicked her tail disdainfully and sat down to ponder the mysterious new prophecy. She really would've liked to discuss it in depth with Nettlepaw before her apprentice had left in search of Crowpaw- assuming she had actually had the same dream and not that she had merely been an image in Ashstripe's only.
A sudden thought landed upon her and clutched her in its demanding talons. Mousebrain! You forgot to go tell Willowstar!! Ashstripe bounded over to where her magnificent leader stood, watching the muted rays of the rising sun enhance. She hissed, "Willowstar, meet me in my den when you can."~
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Crowpaw Littaraly dragged himself into camp.He laid down in the shade, the cool earth made him shiver slightly as he laid down and curled up.